*warning 🔞-ish*
"So...ehm...about yesterday-"
"I'm sorry. I don't know what got to me. I get that it made you feel uneasy. It won't happen again, don't worry," Minseok interrupted him.
What the- why is he sorry? He shouldn't be.
"Minseok...I was about to say sorry...you didn't do anything wrong. I mean...you may have acted a bit...ehm...maybe you acted a little too much on impulse, but you didn't do anything bad.
Not in my eyes.
I was...I...I don't know, so much happened so fast that I was a bit startled and didn't think before I spoke and I didn't think it would hurt you either.
I didn't mean anything bad by it, it just came out through shock. And I rather feel that I am the one who makes you feel uncomfortable and not the other way around, so sorry."
Jiwon was talking to Minseok's shoes rather than to Minseok himself. Because of this, he couldn't see Minseok's smile either.
Minseok walked up to Jiwon and crouched down in front of his chair. He took Jiwon's chin in his hand and made him look up, their eyes now on the same level.
Once Jiwon looked at him he saw him smiling.
"You're cute. Don't worry, you don't make me feel uneasy. And I promise that I'll restrain myself," he tried to reassure the younger one, but while saying this he couldn't keep his eyes off of his lips. "I'll try..."
But Jiwon didn't realize that. He himself had not taken his eyes off the other's lips from the moment Minseok began to speak.
Jiwon swallowed and looked Minseok in the eye. Seeing that he wasn't the only one who couldn't contain his gaze made Jiwon smile.
Minseok slowly looked up and into Jiwon's eyes.
They stayed like that for a couple of seconds. Until Minseok cleared his throat and, releasing Jiwon's chin and gaze, stood up
"I'm sorry. I'll leave you now."
But Jiwon rose and stopped Minseok. He took Minseok's wrist and had no intention of letting go.
When Minseok did not turn around, Jiwon pulled him closer and turned him around in one fluid movement.
Without further thought, he let go of the other's wrist and placed both his hands on Minseok's cheeks; pulling the other one closer, slightly downwards, connecting their lips.
Minseok's eyes were large with pure shock. But when he realised that this was a heartfelt kiss he finally took part in it too.
The kiss started heating up and Minseok put more pressure on it.
Jiwon's hands slid from Minseok's cheeks to his shoulders. He put his arms around Minseok's neck and pulled the other as close as he could.
Minseok at his side wraps his arms around Jiwon's waist and leans in.
This is not working, Minseok thinks. And in one movement, he lifts Jiwon up and he wraps his legs around the older's waist.
The younger one stops the kiss for a moment to look up and catch his breath, but Minseok's swollen lips act as a magnet to his.
Minseok takes careful steps towards the sink, careful not to let the precious thing in his arms fall or bump into anything.
He lets Jiwon sit at the sink and moves his hands back to the other person's waist. And draws the other closer to him again.
Every few seconds, they leave each other's lips alone to catch their breath.
But every time their lips touched again, it felt like something snapped inside.
It was more than blind lust, more than simple pleasure, and they both knew it. But they didn't know what it was.
Touching Minseok's lips felt like a wave of electricity washing over him. He saw sparkles behind his eyes, which hardly stayed open for a second.
He wanted to enjoy this moment to the max and seeing everything around him ruined it, ruined the pleasure. He wanted to feel, only feel and no other stimuli.
Minseok asked for permission to board Jiwon's mouth, which of course he got without any problem. Their tongues worked without any problem, pure harmony, as if they were attuned to each other.
Jiwon could not believe that he could ever go even a few seconds without this touch anymore, not one.
Without really knowing it, he hardens the kiss. It would almost hurt if Minseok did not do exactly the same.
Their lips moved as one while their tongues danced in their mouths.
One of Jiwon's hands was in the older one's hair, the other moving slowly but surely from Minseok's neck to his chest. Scratching his way down.
Minseok puts his hand under Jiwon's shirt from behind. Searching his way up his spine, stopping halfway, and his nails sink into the other's back.
If this isn't the most beautiful thing I ever experienced in my entire life, I don't know what would. Minseok thought, for once not feeling guilty about his thoughts of this boy.
*ringg*
Their mouths remain open, neither wanting to end the kiss. Neither of them wants to stop. Neither wants this moment to end, certainly not now and certainly not like this.
Minseok was the first to withdraw his lips. Making a whining Jiwon cling to him.
He wrapped his legs around Minseok's waist and his arms around his neck again and held him close. Afraid that if this moment came to an end, they would forget, it would be the end.
Minseok smiles and strokes Jiwon's back. "Don't you want to know who called you?"
Jiwon shook his head. "I'm good like this." Making Minseok's smile grow.
He wraps his hands around the other's back, walking towards the kitchen table. There he takes a seat on the chair Jiwon was having breakfast on a few minutes ago.
"Hello?" Jiwon looks up, startled and quickly takes his phone from Minseok's hand.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Ji...was that Minseok just now?"
"I...um...
maybe," Jiwon answered, looking at the boy on whose lap he's sitting, around whose waist he's wrapped his legs, on whose shoulder his arm lay.
"Yes, yes it was. What is it, Si? Why'd you call?"
"I sent you a few messages but you didn't open them," As Jiwon tries to listen to Silas he feels something on his collarbones.
Minseok's kissing them, slowly going upward, kissing Jiwon's neck. Sucking Jiwon's neck.
Jiwon's doing his best to suppress his voice. Biting his lip he looks at Minseok. Making Minseok nearly lose it.
"Please," Jiwon begged, not able to say more because he was too scared he might whine.
Jiwon felt Minseok smirk on his neck. He kisses it and pulls back, leaning back and looking at Jiwon, who is still biting his lip.
"'Please' what?"
"No, nothing"
"I was literally talking to you Jiwon. Do you want to know what I was about to say or should I just hang up, huh?"
"To be honest, Si, I don't know which one I'd prefer...Would you be mad if I wouldn't let you tell me?" "JISUNG! DON'T LET ME USE THE POWER OVER YOU THAT I HAVE!" He heard Silas whisper-yell, almost inaudible.
"Okay okay, tell me," Jiwon answered, shrugging his shoulders at Minseok.
"The professor got sick, so our afternoon class will no longer take place. I took that friend of mine I told you about with me. We're in the elevator right now. Just wanted to let you know, so you won't be walking around half-naked."
Jiwon looked at Minseok with frightened eyes and then at the kitchen. There was nothing wrong, fortunately. The sink was a bit messy, but nothing really stood out.
"Okay, don't worry, I have clothes on. See you in a bit," and with that, he hung up.
Minseok was still smirking, the second Jiwon hung up he crashed his lips onto Jiwon's neck again. Kissing, sucking, biting, breathing, kissing, sucking, biting, breathing.
Jiwon was taken completely by surprise, unable to hold his moan back this time. But this only encourages Minseok to go on.
He's making his way up, from the neck to the jawline until he finally reaches those sweet lips again.
This time he didn't take as long as the first time and immediately dominated Jiwon's mouth.
Jiwon had no other option than to give in because he too craved the other's taste.
As they were heating up the kiss and Jiwon's hand found Minseok's hair again, he heard someone yelling not too far away.
"Ji, where are you?" Dammit
Jiwon stubbles off of Minseok's lap and walks towards the door, Minseok following him.
As he opened the door he saw Silas standing right in front of the kitchen door. "Hey, Ji," then he saw who was standing behind him, "and Minseok.?"
"Minseok?" Jiwon heard an unknown voice say.
"Yes, Minseok." He answered and walked towards the person standing next to Silas.
"I'm Jiwon, nice to meet you. And you are?"
"Dorian," the other said, shaking his hand, "nice to meet you too."